Sunday, July 31, 2011

don't know why am i so fking stupid to believe that you'll really be real friends with me. don't know why am i so fking happy when i thought that we could at least return to half of how we were. don't know why i'm pissed when i know that i shouldn't be because it should no long affect me and my life.

don't know why i can't share my stuff with you. don't know why i can't show you my true feelings. don't know why i have to always be so happy and get disappointed in the end.don't know why it's so hard to make you even giving me the slightest smile or a thankyou. don't know why my life seems so miserable. don't know why am so emo.

don't know why am i being happy when i should be.
don't know why i need to be raged at for drinking starbucks.
don't know why i can't be happy when i have food every meal and ain't a handicapped.
when i'm more fortunate than half the population in the world.

sighhhhsss...
don't know why i felt like blogging again.
maybe it's just cos i can't find anyone to sigh with.

so maybe talking to myself, will make me sigh lesser..

what we could have been, 5:57 PM.